Chapter 270: Let go… let go… Hoyts voice cracked.

Despite being the illegitimate son, he had lived a life untouched by hardship.

His mother, Nova, though controlling, had never disciplined him beyond a slap.

He had never tasted real painuntil now.

Hoyt lashed out, his bravado crumbling.

If you dont let go, youll regret it! His threat fell from his lips like a brittle shield, hoping to stave off the torment.

No sooner had the words left his mouth than Kellan casually reached for the baseball bat.

Oh, really? Kellan smirked, his tone as cool as winters edge.

You must understand the cost of trespassing better than I do.

Even if I put you six feet under, it wouldnt raise many eyebrows.

He pressed the bat against Hoyts forehead with deliberate slowness, like a predator savoring the moment before the kill.

Shall we see who blinks first? Hoyts chest tightened with fear, breath escaping him in shallow, uneven gasps.

His body trembled violently.

I… I didnt mean it, he stammered, barely holding onto his composure.

Kellans reputation preceded hima man as wild as a storm at sea.

You could never predict when he would capsize your world.

And Hoyt, already drowning in fear, knew this was no idle threat.

Desperate, Hoyt turned his eyes toward his mother.

His voice cracked like a childs cry for

hardened at the sight

the line, not in front

was a show of dominance, not

only being on his feet but moving with the precision

he had been hiding his

Nova began, her voice a calculated

know youve harbored resentment

into your mothers place, and for that, I owe you

a single mother with no one to rely on, we

back against the wall, feigning frailty, her voice

eyes, casting her in a light of

Hoyt is still

thicker than

deserves your anger, it should

dripped with martyrdom, playing the part of the wronged yet noble

more word from Kellan would have her on

Kellans gaze never wavered.

dont

was being unreasonable

could change his

you to let Hoyt

what the one involved wants,

and unreadable as the depths of

me, Kellan said, pressing the bat harder against Hoyts

Allison he

him like the heat off a

moment, Kellan looked every bit

on the other hand, appeared

a soft, almost disarming smile, she

type, she said, her tone as sweet

just needs

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